Comments on: Superbowl Sunday Recap Sans Football

By: Sandi

Sandi — Fri, 03 Apr 2009 15:33:58 +0000

Anita,
I found a picture of us sitting right next to each other in Pep Rally. I don’t know how or if I’m allowed to add it to your blog, here so I’ll go post it on my FB and tag you.

We were gorgeous with our long tresses. Go look!

By: e2tc

e2tc — Sat, 07 Feb 2009 23:52:10 +0000

I’m over here, in the Dr. Who scarf…

As in Tom Baker-era Dr. Who?!

By: Bon

Bon — Sat, 07 Feb 2009 02:21:33 +0000

So, I was in the marching band. I attended every game. I even understood it, back in the day. But Friday night football in high school was about being a total goofy head and playing the fight song for every touchdown and field goal. It was about making fun of the cheerleaders in their skimpy outfits, shivering in the sleet. It was about sharing that Dr. Who scarf with Michelle, drinking Market Spice tea or Cocoa from a thermos.

But the game? Hmmm. I recall it was far more about the halftime show. You know, the part we, the band, performed.

I have to admit, I understand about a quarter of how football goes. It seems like broken-boned, bloody spurts of violence occasionally interrupting time outs to me.

Fast forward. I moved east. Now, I still don’t care much about football, but Superbowl is still about hanging with friends, drinking hot beverages, and all that. Only, these crazy people do the Bowl in the evening. What the….? Superbowl parties at NIGHT??? Who does a Superbowl barbeque at 7 pm? WhatEVER.

Football has always been about hanging with friends. Not about watching the game, or whatever it is they call that slow-motion squabbling in the snow and mud. It’s about soft pretzles with melted cheese product that hardens your arteries. It’s about friends and bad food. Don’t try to tell me otherwise. If you’re looking for me, I’m over here, in the Dr. Who scarf, scarfing down an overpriced Polish sausage with kraut and onions at the concession stand.

By: Katherine

Katherine — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 22:41:47 +0000

Hey, I don’t like football either. Don’t feel so bad. The only time that it was even remotely entertaining was back in high school when we played Powder Puff Football and when my best friend (a female and a girl who I had quite the crush on) played for the JV team. I often suspect that she was a football-lovin’ lesbian. She had the nicest legs on the whole team. Now that was a good show. But a bunch of icky males runnin’ around. Ewww! If it was an all women’s team, then I’d be watching.

By: Stephanie

Stephanie — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 18:20:58 +0000

Kelli-Ooooooooooo………………….alright then.

By: wvhillcountry

wvhillcountry — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 04:43:21 +0000

Oh Anita and Steph, I am sorry if I left the impression that I enjoyed watching the testosterone dripping on the field. But alas, I am in love with a football dyke, so if the game has to be on anyway….might as well enjoy a good snuggle while it is on. It isn’t what is on the tv that counts…..it is the uninterrupted snuggle time.

I never claimed to love the game, but now that I understand what the goal is and the strategy behind what they do…I can watch it now. Trust me I would much rather watch the L word or any good movie. But make the best of the circumstances eh? Such as every time her team gets a first down…I get a kiss. There are advantages LOL

By: PJ

PJ — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 03:15:10 +0000

aaahhhh .. bunch of lessos and their straight friends talking about football around the water cooler. Glad I checked in tonight for a lift!

As a married het, I was the one baking jalapeno poppers, refreshing the ice bowl, and playing scrabble with the women in the family room .. but a good replay with some guy smashing his face into the dirt always seemed to bring a smile to my face. A bit passive aggressive???

As a newly out dyke .. I watched the commercials and the Boss on TIVO Monday night. Had spent “SuperBowl Sunday” at Disney’s California Adventure with my son’s marching band, desperately looking for lesbians in the park .. do lesbians go to Disneyland?

And, Anita is right .. if you STAY for the commercials and LEAVE for the play reviews, doesn’t that say something about one’s ambivalence toward the game? Just a thought ..

By: anita

anita — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 01:36:24 +0000

:::::: rolling my eyes back toward my skull’s backside:::::: Oh I’m sure I did JRC. No doubt.

By: jrc

jrc — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 01:03:55 +0000

Oh.. and by the way Anita – you missed a great Super Bowl! Some Super Bowls are very bland and one-sided, but this one was great.

By: e2tc

e2tc — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 00:08:14 +0000

Anywhere within the furthest boundaries of Steeler or Redskin land would no doubt be insane.

It is, it is. Ditto for colleges with high-profile teams. I live near one now, and am a bit weary of planning my fall Saturdays around the home-away game schedule. (Away game weekends are my preference, believe me)

My undergrad school had a terrible football team, and my grad school didn’t have anything but indoor sports, so I was somehow able to avoid the college-level hoopla. Though I have to admit that i’d probably watch some games *if* the sport wasn’t quite so full-contact. I really like the idea of pro flag football.